The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 427: Compassion

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She lied today. She was not coming to see some embroiderer for advice, but was planning to go to the magistrate's office. She wanted to send the money bag back, and she also wanted to pay a visit to Kong Wenjie's place. A total of one, two or three cents of silver received twice was returned.

Kong Wenjie said it was a reward from the prefect, but now that they are rich, it is naturally difficult to take other people's rewards. Moreover, if Zhong Mingwei finds out that he has received rewards before, he will definitely be angry, so Meiya today She also wanted to make it clear to Kong Wenjie and ask him not to send money to them in the future. Naturally, Zhong Mingwei couldn't let Zhong Mingwei know about this kind of thing. But in the end, she still lied. Meiya felt a little uneasy. He was so fast that he wanted to come back quickly so that Zhong Mingwei wouldn't be kept waiting. Moreover, he had to come back to cook for Gu Changlin. He had agreed to make eight dishes and eight bowls to catch the wind.

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As soon as Meiya left, Gu Changlin got up. He went directly into the bedroom without washing up, which shocked Zhong Mingwei.

"Sir, are you awake?" Zhong Mingwei put down the silk thread in his hand and went over to ask, "Sir, are you hungry? I'll heat up the porridge for you to drink, and heat up some steamed buns..."

"Don't worry, I'm not hungry," Gu Changlin cut off Zhong Mingwei's words and sat down on the kang. He looked at the colorful silk threads in the sewing basket, and then at Zhong Mingwei, with a look of hesitation on his face. Stop, "Mingwei..."

"What's the matter? Sir, please speak up if you have anything to say." Zhong Mingwei also saw that something was wrong with Gu Changlin. Last night, Meiya said that Gu Changlin didn't look well, and he hadn't taken it seriously yet, but looking at it now, he felt Gu Changlin must have something on his mind, otherwise a person who is usually so free and easy-going would not have such a solemn expression.

"Stretch your hand over." Gu Changlin pursed his lips and said.

"Yes," Zhong Mingwei followed the words, rolled up his sleeves, and then stretched out his hand, looking at Gu Changlin's fingers on his wrist. For some reason, Zhong Mingwei felt inexplicably uneasy. In the past, Gu Changlin also always He had never felt uneasy even when checking his pulse from time to time, but at this moment, his heart was extremely panicked. He looked at the **** pressed on his wrist for a long time, and he didn't take them away for a long time. Open, Zhong Mingwei's heart was in his throat, "Sir, is my leg injured and something else happened?"

Gu Changlin didn't speak, just shook his head gently. After a while, he took his hand back, his wrinkled hands trembled slightly, and he was so busy that he retracted his hands into his sleeves.

"Sir, please have some tea." Zhong Mingwei poured a cup of tea and brought it to Gu Changlin. After a pause, he said in a deep voice, "Sir, what's wrong with me? You can say it bluntly, I can do anything. I can bear it."

At this time, Zhong Mingwei also guessed that Gu Changlin had waited until they were the only two left at home before coming to take his pulse. Gu Changlin must have something to say to him.

"Mingwei," Gu Changlin raised his eyes and looked at Zhong Mingwei. The old man who always liked to talk and laugh and was not serious suddenly became serious. It was a bit scary. He just looked at Zhong Mingwei with such pitiful eyes for a long time. , he sighed softly, and then looked away, "Have you ever thought about why you are thirty-three years old and don't have a son and a half? I heard that you used to be in the capital, and the back house was also There is no shortage of women."

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Prefect’s Yamen.

Same as the first time she came here, Meiya lingered in front of the magistrate's Yamen for a long time, and then she went to the guard at the door to ask if Kong Wenjie was in the Yamen. The guard knew Mei Ya. Ya, knowing that Meiya and Kong Wenjie were acquaintances, immediately took Meiya into the magistrate's yamen and sent her to Kong Wenjie's courtyard. He was of low status and could not go in, so he went back immediately, leaving Meiya to force herself. Go in with your scalp.

"Guard Guard Kong?" Meiya entered the small courtyard quietly. It was the first time she entered the magistrate's yamen. She was a little scared. She looked around and moved inside step by step. "Guard Guard Kong, are you there? ?"

"Who are you?" I didn't see Kong Wenjie, but I saw a girl who looked like a maid, walking out of the room, looking down at Meiya with frowning eyebrows.

"I...I'm here to see Guard Kong," Meiya shrank her neck in a hurry. She had always been afraid of such a powerful person. In the past in Yanxi Palace, she was most afraid of such high-level maids. The moment I saw it, I felt my calves twisting. I lowered my head in a hurry and whispered, "Guard Kong recognizes me."